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Running late after midnight
In a rut, in a scorn
Brought you into a bad life
Didn't ask to be born
Had to walk with a bad light
Through the dirt, dust and sand
Iron will kept you upright
No supply for their demands
I'm alone now
Got nowhere else to turn
I'm alone now
You bastard
Had to walk with a bad light
Through the dirt, dust and sand
Iron will kept you upright
No supply for their demands
And it's over
It's over, lost and gone
And it's over
And it's over
It's over, lost and gone
And it's over
And it's over
It's over, lost and gone
And it's over
And it's over
It's over, lost and gone
And it's over
